Stolen words, the whispering winds carry

Courage seems vague, as truth is fabricated

Wherever I go, there is no escape from the treacheries within

Haunted by the daylight, seeking refuge in the darkest corners of my mind

Pain makes me alive. I know pain. I love pain. I hate pain. Pain makes me cry. But I know pain, pain makes me alive.

The solitary approach protects unspoken fears, so I greet myself with betrayal every sunrise

I used to find comfort when alone, the silence were charms to my ears

But the winds of change is predestined.

Quite makes me shiver, the music roars at unwanted thoughts, and lovemaking carries release

I want someone to want me, as peace needs love, earth needs sun, and war needs death

Love is my demon

Let the tears of the sky fall down on me, pity me

My body is beautiful, but still you pity my weight, pity my scratched reflection, pity my upset mind, and pity my beating heart